All Chapters of Mafia's Twisted Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

OMARIO.Five years ago.I absolutely hate delays!I leaned back in the leather seats of my sleek black Mercedes, slightly impatient as I tugged at the tie around my neck. The deal was meant to be a quick in-and-out operation, and then I was meant to be back at the mansion, downing tequila and having no care in the world. But instead, that seemed far from what was currently happening.I tugged at my tie again, grating my teeth. "I'm sure it's going well," Llanzo, my best friend and confidante, said from beside me. He headed all my international operations and made sure everything went according to plan. Whenever he told me deals were going to go well, I believed him without a hint of doubt. But not this time, not this night. "Something doesn't feel right," I said, curling my hands into fists by my side. I had always trusted my instincts in this business, and right now, something did feel amiss. Llanzo shifted in his seat, his usually calm demeanor mirroring my own restlessness. He

OMARIO.I marched through the wide hallway of the OJK group of companies, which is one of the numerous companies I own scattered in Miami and across the United States. The sleek, modern design of the building showed how much I had an eye for luxury and sophistication. OJK was a sprawling conglomerate, which is a testament to my great business mindset and the understanding of investing wisely. I’m smart enough to know that being a mafia boss isn’t at all sustainable, and there’s no point having all the money I have without actually investing it in something profitable. My empire spanned across an array of industries, from real estate to technology and finance. When anyone mentioned some of the big names in the United States, my name came up multiple times. My wealth had accumulated over the years and was staggering, with assets that included landed properties, high-end resorts, cutting-edge technological firms, and so much more. “Sir, sir,” I heard a voice behind me accompanied by t

Dayana stood frozen in the same position, barely able to move. My voice trembled as I pleaded with them. “Please, there must be some other way to resolve this. We can’t come up with that much money on such short notice.”Another thug, a wiry man with a scar across his cheek, stepped forward, his demeanor equally menacing. “You don't understand,” he sneered, addressing me directly. “We've waited long enough. We're done with patience.”Before I could say another word, the situation escalated rapidly, and before I could react, one of the thugs shoved Dad, demanding their money back with increasing aggression. I felt a surge of anger and fear welling up inside me. Dad, who had always been a symbol of strength in my eyes, was now being subjected to a brutal assault by the merciless thugs.One of the thugs with a shaved head gave him a blow in the stomach, causing him to double over in pain. His groans of agony filled the room, and Dayana and I tried to pull him off, but all to no avail.